"gringa" poems - Hello Poetry

I was is in second grade when Emily told me "if you where born a few years back you'd be a slave" As if I hadn't looked in the mirror latley. Oh how it felt to be the only brown girl in a white school Minority Misinterpretation. A maybe Is what I was An outcast 4th grade I visit my father and his family My grandmother and aunt whisper,"Gringa" laugh laugh "Sangrona" laugh laugh My mother hispanic and my father Mexican 6th grade My best friend is disgusted because I define as Mexican yet can't seem to speak perfect Spanish 9th grade I learned that bi racially I am a mut, As if I don't have enough labels already I must prove to my friends I am white, yet hispanic to my family My second aunts snicker at my broken Spanish No need to gain their validity They can't believe my mother raised me away from their culture Despair fills their eyes as labels blur mine Must I prove myself every time? What if I'm not either or? Nor a mix Nor white Nor hispanic Nor mexican Nor latina Nor bi racial Nor sangrona I don't seek your validation but your understanding I'm not a unique exhibit Only a 16 year old girl dealing with teenage drama and high school studies A dreamer at heart An artist who loves to show it I have a name I'm more than my skin color Or that of my mother's & father's. If I'm ever asked to prove myself I will answer with only "I am already proven

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Feb 25, 2016

Feb 25, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC

DestinyMC

Proven

I was is in second grade when Emily told me "if you where born a few years back you'd be a slave" As if I hadn't looked in the mirror latley. Oh how it felt to be the only brown girl in a white school Minority Misinterpretation. A maybe Is what I was An outcast 4th grade I visit my father and his family My grandmother and aunt whisper,"Gringa" laugh laugh "Sangrona" laugh laugh My mother hispanic and my father Mexican 6th grade My best friend is disgusted because I define as Mexican yet can't seem to speak perfect Spanish 9th grade I learned that bi racially I am a mut, As if I don't have enough labels already I must prove to my friends I am white, yet hispanic to my family My second aunts snicker at my broken Spanish No need to gain their validity They can't believe my mother raised me away from their culture Despair fills their eyes as labels blur mine Must I prove myself every time? What if I'm not either or? Nor a mix Nor white Nor hispanic Nor mexican Nor latina Nor bi racial Nor sangrona I don't seek your validation but your understanding I'm not a unique exhibit Only a 16 year old girl dealing with teenage drama and high school studies A dreamer at heart An artist who loves to show it I have a name I'm more than my skin color Or that of my mother's & father's. If I'm ever asked to prove myself I will answer with only "I am already proven

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it was suggested that there be no nexus between texas and your pal- omino - tagging the alamo, ** en el barrio, yo(u)- and your gringa homecoming queen in tight-assed jeans -running with ms-13? -playing twister with your hipster sisters misters smith & wesson oiled up and and ready to go - new mexico? i found you in tres piedras at a place called ortega's eating huevos rancheros - shooting jose cuervo? -muthafucka mara salvatruchas in a red camaro and two bruthas on a burro with bow and arrows -stole your palomino? *-they shoot horses don't they?* riding the black el camino -on the blue mesa. r ~ 9/30/14

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Sep 30, 2014

Sep 30, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC

r-2

black el camino on the blue mesa

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Wife-beater, drum player blower of holy pan-pipes Plumed, bejeweled in ****** plastic Inca priest, mestizo beast multi-kulti prophet (who chooses to live in the USA) where liberals kow-tow while you show them how to adulate indigenous crypto misogynous eager to pay eager to please diversity’s devotees buy your CDs a perfect idiot from the mythic Sierra naming your brood after Andean peaks pre-Columbian pachamama freaks eat it up: your Inca schtick (but ask the battered gringa-chick about your unsustainable ways: who hits who smiles who beats who pays ?)

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Apr 20, 2016

Apr 20, 2016 at 11:58 AM UTC

connecthook

Indio Profesional

Wife-beater, drum player blower of holy pan-pipes Plumed, bejeweled in ****** plastic Inca priest, mestizo beast multi-kulti prophet (who chooses to live in the USA) where liberals kow-tow while you show them how to adulate indigenous crypto misogynous eager to pay eager to please diversity’s devotees buy your CDs a perfect idiot from the mythic Sierra naming your brood after Andean peaks pre-Columbian pachamama freaks eat it up: your Inca schtick (but ask the battered gringa-chick about your unsustainable ways: who hits who smiles who beats who pays ?)

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